@ChloeG99
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I can try to tell you my story,
Will you promise to listen close?
Let me tell you a story,
That no body will ever really know.
I was innocent and kind,
No I hadn't built KEEP OUT walls,
I wasn't wary or wanting,
Did that make me a fool?
I didn't have special friendships,
I was open to all who cared,
Because when you're young and innocent,
About these things you don't get scared.
I was a budding literary opponent,
I lived in a world of books,
But when I started to grow older,
People would say 'Ew! Reading sucks!'
So I tried to change myself to be 'better',
I wasn't convinced I was worse,
I no longer openly read books in the playground,
I no longer wrote in verse.
I wore my hair to the fashions,
I swore and I joked around,
My new friends, they really liked this,
I didn't feel lost, I felt found.
The teachers started writing home,
How I wasn't concentrating enough,
But I didn't care, wouldn't listen,
This new life people convinced me I loved.
Then suddenly my eyes were open,
I knew what this transformation was about,
But it was too little too late now,
From this life there was no way out.
I started to listen and write again,
Huddled in the playground amidst friends,
But they didn't like this, 'it's stupid',
And then a means finally met its end.
I was waiting for the new feeling,
The feeling which would bring back my name,
But no body cared about the nerd,
Turns out I waited in vain.
Did nobody care about intelligence?
They laughed at the fact I wore glasses,
So I only wore them when I had to,
The nerdy solids, liquids and gases.
But I faked it till I made it,
Well not really but you know,
And I haven't said in detail,
But that's how my story goes.
YOU ARE READING
I Don't Think You Know
PoetryThis poetry book is about friendships past and present (mainly past). You don't have to relate, but I hope you do. You don't have to like it, but I hope you do. Thank you for taking the time to read any of these poems, it means a lot to me.